scars

The bottle went flying ✨✨ it broke on the head of a handsome looking young man, he couldn't feel anything at first, but slowly something thick slide down his forehead and he became really sleepy, he tired hard to control his self after all is 2 year old daughter was watching him, but his eyes were already closing all he could hear was her voice, the voice of a lady shouting she said " stand up stand up and fight me like the f*****g f****d up guy you are I dare you to stand, you weak imbecile, fight me like a man" Finally he closed his eyes, a tear drop sliding across his face after all it was the voice of the woman he loved so dearly. This is a story about his freedom. It's a story about his scars. It's a story on how he overcome. everything torn in both his and his daughter way. Although he doesn't feel comfortable saying it he feeling happy knowing he escaped it. He is not ready to tell the world, fearing no one will believe him fearing he will lost more than he already as. He is happy and that's all that matters.